"You guys would never guess where I got spat on like this!" He glared at the group in front of him, saying.
In the camp, it was fine, no one dared say anything to him, and even if they did, it was behind his back, where he couldn't hear it, so he pretended like he didn't know anything.
But these people here, do they have to be so gleeful at his misfortune?
Especially those little rascals, their bright little eyes looking at him as if he were some rare spectacle.
"Where?"
Qian Jiyun asked, wondering if Gong Cheng had gone to serve as a guard again.
It seemed he was wrong earlier, making Gong Cheng go back and forth from Huayan Peak to the planes, although it could increase his cultivation level, his combat ability was lacking.
In the future, Gong Cheng still needed to be a guard, at least for some time, otherwise, he might just get killed instantly when facing the enemy.
"At Camp Zhan Yun."
Gong Cheng rolled his eyes to the sky.
